Prima:If You Don't Like The Weather In New York (Wait A Minute) Lyrics

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Nature sings a song to me, and I would be obliged to sing alongIf I only knew the wordsThe wind screams knife-like melodies, yelling at the sky for watching meWatching me fallAnd I was only seventeen when I had my lungs ripped cleanFrom your stareSo I took a train to anywhere, anywhere from Emptiness New YorkWhen we were only seventeenI rode all night like a falling star, chasing shadows, watching afarHolding my breathe

As time collapsesWhen time collapsesI'll be standing hereHolding you, my dear

I'll burnOut like a torch in the windI'll burnDeep underground in the endAll I wanted was your love, your innocence so I could believeThat I was specialSo I'm coming homeKeeping my back to the cross you erectComing homeTurning my back 'cause it wasMy time